The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Darkness is punctuated only by a blazing, crystalline Septenary star shining at the apex of a vast, gothic-style glass conservatory. Water's seeping from the joints of the conservatory's skeletal framework, forming a slow-moving, glassy sheet that reflects the light of the star, while outside, the sky is a sickly shade of yellow. Umm, air's heavy with a humid stillness that's almost claustrophobic, and there's this acrid, coppery smell... The crystalline star's radiating an intense, pulsing warmth that seems to be causing the surrounding air to ripple, like it's liquid.